Boom!
A deafening roar erupted!
To the cultivator's disbelief, even with the combined might of the three, they couldn't suppress Fang Ming's blade energy. Instead, they were directly injured by it!
How could this be?
Was the peak mortal-grade profound technique truly this powerful?
Was this brat's body-cultivation strength even more formidable than rumored?
How did he train?
Was their intention to deal with him, to force him off the stage, a mistake from the very beginning?
While the three were in shock, Fang Ming's figure had already moved far away.
This was a free-for-all, not a one-on-one duel.
Even if Fang Ming eliminated these three now, he would still have to fight others.
Fang Ming was unwilling to do so. He would let others take care of these three and push them off the stage. Why should he do it himself?
As he traversed the grand stage, dodging and weaving among the many cultivators.
Fang Ming also observed the changes and shifts in the situation.
On the stage, as some isolated cultivators were eliminated, the remaining ones gradually realized that victory could not be achieved by a single person—even Wen Liang and Lei Jian, at the tenth level of Condensing Pulse, couldn't fight against so many cultivators working together.
After all, those who dared to ascend the stage were, for the most part, cultivators at least at the seventh level of Condensing Pulse, considered geniuses in the county.
Even the undisputed first and second-ranked peerless prodigies would find it nearly impossible to defeat hundreds of local geniuses in a group battle.
Therefore, the situation on the grand stage had changed. Familiar cultivators began to team up, forming small groups to resist external enemies and eliminate other participants.
Lone cultivators like Fang Ming were becoming rare.
All he saw were group cultivators.
Fang Ming, alone, was rather conspicuous.
This was not good; it was not conducive to hiding.
Fortunately, Fang Ming was prepared. He wasn't without a team. The three from the Lin family were his team, but they had been scattered when so many people rushed onto the stage together.
Previously, the stage was crowded with too many people, making it difficult for Fang Ming to find them.
But now, with the reduced number of participants on the stage, Fang Ming's time to find his team was greatly shortened.
"Hmm? Where are Lin Junjie and the others?" Fang Ming weaved left and right, spotting Lin Junjie and the other two gathered together, jointly resisting several others.
Fang Ming recognized them as cultivators from the Lei family, though Lei Jian, the tenth-level Condensing Pulse cultivator, was not among them.
"These scattered members of our group have reunited. It seems I'm the last one to find them," Fang Ming estimated.
At this moment, a voice rang out.
"Lin Xuan, hurry and help!"
A clear female voice called out. Seeing Fang Ming approach, Lin Qingwan urgently shouted for help. They were being besieged by several Lei family members and were struggling to hold on.
Was the situation this dire?
Fang Ming surveyed the battle. Lin Junjie was fighting two opponents, holding off two cultivators at the eighth level of Condensing Pulse, while Lin Hangyu and Lin Qingwan were jointly fending off an assault from three other cultivators at the seventh level of Condensing Pulse.
Lin Junjie, who was known as the top among the younger generation in the Lin family, slightly superior to Lin Yao, was holding his own against two opponents. Lin Hangyu and Lin Qingwan, however, were not.
This was the result of pure magic cultivation without dual cultivation of magic and body.
At the same cultivation level, dual cultivation of magic and body clearly possessed greater combat power than pure magic cultivation.
Since others were calling for Fang Ming's help, he naturally joined the fray.
"Blazing Flame Blade!"
Fang Ming roared.
A flash of flame illuminated, and divine patterns glowed as several blade energies slashed towards a Lei family cultivator, intervening in Lin Qingwan's battle.
This Lei family cultivator practiced a claw technique profound technique. Seeing the blade energy approach, his expression changed. Had someone else joined the fight?
Was there reinforcement?
In the blink of an eye, he couldn't think too much.
Therefore, this Lei family cultivator could only react instinctively. He poured immense magic power into the profound technique he was using. At that moment, a sharp claw shadow shot upwards, carrying a vast amount of energy, and slammed down towards Fang Ming.
The claw shadow was formidable, but Fang Ming smiled, "This weak claw technique is useless against me."
"Blazing Flame Blade!"
Crimson light radiated, and a blade energy soared into the sky.
Divine patterns continuously flickered on the blade, enhancing its power.
It was "Blazing Flame Blade" again.
A single, well-executed move was enough to conquer all.
Therefore, Fang Ming only needed this one move to deal with his enemies.
The claw technique shattered upon contact, cleaved apart by the blade's light.
Feeling the blade's power, the Lei family cultivator panicked.
He hadn't faced it directly before.
Only when facing it did he realize the might of the Blazing Flame Blade.
It was simply beyond what one person could resist.
Truly worthy of its name as a peak mortal-grade profound technique.
This Lei family cultivator felt he was unstoppable.
So he shouted to his two companions, "You two, hurry and help me hold off this kid! I can't last much longer."
His two companions' eyes flickered with hesitation. They clearly didn't fully believe what the Lei family cultivator was saying.
Seeing this, the Lei family cultivator, to convince them, quickly said, "Lin Xuan's strength is truly immense! I'm not lying to you! If you don't come quickly, I won't last even three breaths!"
"We'll be defeated without a doubt!"
After all, they were cultivators from the same family. Since he had gone this far, even with some hesitation, they had to come, or their camaraderie would be jeopardized.
"Alright, we're coming." The other two Lei family cultivators were about to move to help.
Lin Hangyu and Lin Qingwan exchanged glances and quickly moved to intercept them.
As companions, they naturally could not allow these two Lei family cultivators to interfere with Lin Xuan's battle.
Stopping them here was their duty, in their minds.
"Heh heh! Have you two forgotten about us?"
"Do you think it's that easy to go and support them?"
Lin Hangyu unleashed a Lin family profound technique, saying.
Instantly, a black light erupted from his hand, charging towards the enemy. This was a superior mortal-grade profound technique, and the enemies quickly retreated upon seeing it.
Both sides engaged in battle once more.
This time, they were not at a disadvantage.
Although Lin Qingwan and Lin Hangyu were struggling against the three Lei family cultivators, that was when they were outnumbered two against three. Fighting two against two was not an issue.
Now, seeing Fang Ming's formidable performance, almost defeating a Lei family cultivator with one strike, they naturally had to hold back the other two, creating an opportunity for Fang Ming to defeat their foe.
"This is bad!" Seeing the situation, the Lei family cultivator was furious. He had intended to call for more people to join forces and eliminate Lin Xuan, even making various assurances to convince his companions.
He never expected that after painstakingly persuading his two companions, they would both be held back by the enemy and unable to provide assistance. How could he face this young man who descended like a divine being?